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To Horace Mann
every minute as your apprehensions vanish or increase. I ask every moment what people think ; but how can they tell here ? You say nothing of Mr. Chute: sure he is with you still! When I am in such uneasiness about you, I want you every post to mention your friends being with you: I am sure you have none so good or sensible as he is. I am vastly obliged to you for the thought of the book of shells, and shall like it much; and thank you too about my scagliola table; but I am distressed about your expenses. Is there any way one could get your allowance increased ? You know how low my interest is now ; but you know too what a push I would make to be of any service to you—tell me, and adieu!
101.   To HORACE MANN.
Arlington Street, Dec. 2, 1742.
You will wonder that it is above a fortnight since I wrote to you; but I have had an inflammation in one of my eyes, and durst not meddle with a pen. I have had two letters from you of November 6th and 13th, but I am in the utmost impatience for another, to hear you are quite recovered of your Trinculos and Furibondos. You tell me you was in a fever; I cannot be easy till I hear from you again. I hope this will come much too late for a medicine, but it will always serve for sal volatile to give you spirits. Yesterday was appointed for considering the Army; but Mr. Lyttelton stood up and moved for another Secret Committee, in the very words of last year ; but the whole debate ran, not upon Eobert Earl of Orford, but Eoberfc Earl of Sandys1: he is the constant butt of the party; indeed he bears it notably. After five hours' haranguing, we carne to a division, and
LETTER 101.—1 Samuel Sandys, Chancellor of the Exchequer, in the room of Sir B. Walpole. Walpole.